steve was leaning against the kitchen counter in the byers's house. the crew had just come here from the hospital to get away from the demodogs

everyone else was doing their own thing, but steve was just...alone. he was still contemplating the fact that his girlfriend, nancy, had feelings for her friend jonathan.

he was looking out the window into the dark woods, leaning his back against the counter, his hands on the edge of the counter. he had a tired, lonely look on his face